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Happy weekend vibes✨See you all next week at our NY pop-up! P.S. Bring someone you celebrate💃🏻 #confettiyoself

I could feel it spilling over. My nerves. Bottleneck throat. The tiny flurry of knots scattered across my shoulders. The mental aches. Tensed, swollen cells. My entire body was on the brink. I fight everyday: to keep a smile on my face, remain positive, tell stories, frankly just remain alive. Knees bang into the hard wood floor as the rage flourishes, closing my eyes to the trance of the beat. No, I haven’t gotten any hugs this week and yes, I dance ferociously alone in my room. But, I am just over five feet of vulnerable matter and sometimes it’s really hard to contain everything: will I still be considered successful if the pop-up next week doesn’t sell out? Why does someone else I love have to be diagnosed with cancer? Will anyone yearn for an intimate, deep connection with me? The world changes every 18 months yet, as someone who has the propensity to be fiery, ambitious and futuristic, I’m blown away as to how numb I can be to what’s actually happening inside my own world during any given week. Right now, every ticket sold is validation that I'm relevant and every spare moment is given to sending love and grief to a sick friend. So, music becomes my oxygen and tears becomes my oasis as I surrender to these battles, always against my mind. As there is such a sweetness in being able to confront and celebrate the constantly looming darkness while having a little rough-and-tumble with it. Because first the pain, then the rising. #confettiyoself

Had I not created my whole world I would certainly have died in other people's. #confettiyoself

⚡️you are a warrior today. #confettiyoself

In many cases, we may never know the purpose of our life's challenges but we must trust that the trajectory of our life bends towards helping others and that everything we've gone through will somehow be used for good. #confettiyoself

🌿happy Friday wonderful people. Weekend goal: get lost in nature. #confettiyoself

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